King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 965: Chapter 268: The Stench of Blood on the Salt Road: Shadowed Heroes Versus the Mad Warlord, Strange Skills Break the Cunning Blade (Part 4)

Blood splattered, carving shocking lines through the air, like twisted red ribbons.

Pools of Yanhong blood quickly gathered on the ground, steaming in the cold wind, the heat tangled with the stench of blood, spreading everywhere. The scene was gruesome and savage, the Salt Road like a Human Purgatory, filled to the brim with death and terror.

Guo Xiangyu was spurring her horse into a mad gallop along the Salt Road, the gale like an Ancient Fierce Beast that had torn free of its Sealing, roaring wantonly, whipping her clothes till they snapped and billowed like a black war banner flapping in the wind, her hair like crazed ink serpents, flying wild.

Suddenly, Guo Xiangyu lifted her eyes and saw the bloody chaos ahead. Her heart gave a violent jolt, as though struck by a thunderbolt bearing the power to annihilate heaven and earth. It felt like an invisible pair of hands from Nine Nether Hell had seized her heart in a cruel grip, freezing her breath in an instant. Her beautiful eyes widened, those pupils like the brightest stars in the night sky, yet now filled with anxiety and shock.

Guo Xiangyu cried out before she knew it: "Elder Chang? It really is my Elder Chang!" Her voice was sharp and piercing, laden with endless concern and urgency, like a sharp arrow that cut straight through the howling gale, carrying far, far away.

In the blink of an eye, Guo Xiangyu hesitated not at all, her slender body like a nimble swallow darting through storm and rain, leaping from the horse in an instant.

Her figure in midair was lithe and graceful, like a black flower blooming proudly in the raging wind, yet facing the battering of storm and rain; every movement was full of rhythm and beauty, yet steeped in a resolve to die without regret.

At the same time, her pale hand flashed like lightning as she drew her bamboo saber in midair. Under the dim sky that bamboo blade shone with a cold, sinister light, like a streak of black lightning, carrying endless force as it slashed fiercely toward Li Yuanbo.

The bamboo saber in her hand swept out as she unleashed her sect’s ultimate skill, the "Qimen Sancai Saber Blade Technique." Saber-light flashed with a rushing wind; every arc of light was like a cold moon, exuding a bone-chilling cold.

Li Yuanbo was reveling in the slaughter of the Changwei Escort Agency men, his heart drunk on the ecstasy of killing, his whole being like a demon possessed, submerged in this blood-soaked revel.

Seeing this flower-like beauty hurtling toward him, a lewd and greedy gleam flashed instantly in his eyes, like a starving wolf sighting a plump lamb, drooling with hunger, his gaze as though stripping Guo Xiangyu’s clothes away in an instant.

The corner of his mouth curled into an utterly obscene smile, that smile like the whispered temptation of a demon, exuding a nauseating stench: "Well now! Where did this little chick fly in from? What a delight! I’ve roamed this Jianghu for so many years, braving wind and rain, and never have I seen such a pretty little chick. Heh heh, little chick, tonight you’ll obediently yield to Brother Li, keep me company in that land of tender pleasure. I guarantee I’ll make you die like an immortal."

With that, both hands gripped the Serrated Golden Saber and the sharp black sword, his face full of easy smiles as he moved to meet Guo Xiangyu as if relaxed, yet his eyes were vicious and cruel, as though the very next moment he would swallow Guo Xiangyu alive. His heart was truly condemnable.

As soon as the two clashed, Li Yuanbo immediately unleashed that strange and unfathomable "Yin Yang Chaos Blade Technique."

The saber and sword in his hands danced together, hardness and softness blended, changing endlessly, dazzling the eyes.

In an instant, saber-light and sword-shadows crossed and flickered, like lightning weaving across the night sky, enough to make one’s heart quail.

When the Serrated Golden Saber swept out, it carried a Mountain-Splitting Rock-Breaking force; every stroke seemed to tear the air apart, shrieking sharply; while the sharp black sword was like a Spiritual Snake darting from its hole, treacherous and vicious, stabbing at Guo Xiangyu from all sorts of unexpected angles, its speed so great that it was nigh impossible to defend against.

Guo Xiangyu saw this and was secretly shocked, yet felt not the slightest fear.

Her silver teeth clenched, she let out a delicate shout, and her bamboo saber executed the "Heavenly Thrust Form" within the "Qimen Sancai Saber Blade Technique." The bamboo saber rose high, carrying the weight of a thousand catties as it chopped fiercely down at Li Yuanbo’s crown, the saber wind howling as if to cleave a crack open in the sky.

Li Yuanbo gave a cold snort, lifting the Serrated Golden Saber to parry upward. With a deafening "clang," sparks flew everywhere, and Guo Xiangyu felt her arm jolt as a tremendous force rebounded, nearly knocking the bamboo saber from her grip.

Yet Guo Xiangyu did not retreat. Her body twisted, like a black whirlwind, and the bamboo saber in her hand traced an arc as she flowed into the "Earth-Rending Form," slicing straight toward Li Yuanbo’s waist.

Li Yuanbo hurriedly twisted aside, the sharp black sword flicking like a venomous snake’s tongue as it stabbed for Guo Xiangyu’s throat. Liu Mei stood on end, murder gathered in her beautiful eyes, and the bamboo saber in her hand snapped around, cleverly knocking the black sword aside as she lashed out with a flying kick toward Li Yuanbo’s chest.

Li Yuanbo stayed unruffled, the golden saber sweeping across to block Guo Xiangyu’s kick, then saber and sword burst forth together, madly hacking at the vital points all around Guo Xiangyu’s body. By now, the killing shouts all around were shaking the heavens, the Escort Masters and the Hake Tribe soldiers still locked in brutal combat.

Blood was flying, drawing shocking lines through the air. On the ground, pools of Yanhong blood had long since gathered, steaming in the raging wind, the bloody stench spreading thickly, sickening to the stomach.

The Escort Masters of Changwei Escort Agency fought desperately, but under the encirclement of the Hake Tribe men they gradually fell behind; more and more people screamed in misery as they collapsed, the sight too ghastly to bear.

The battle between Guo Xiangyu and Li Yuanbo grew ever more intense, each pressing and countering, neither willing to yield.